It has been several minutes since Ms. Kelly took action to send a "kind and friendly" gift to the distant enemy.

However, during this period, they did not find any trace of the enemy again.

Renard half-squatted inside the car, carefully looking at the golden eagle that he placed flat on it. The bumps caused by the steep slopes and depressions during his driving had no effect on Renard at all.

"Have you found anything?"

Although Ms. Kelly had already grasped Hall's traces along the dark connection in the void, she gave her a ruthless move with this.

However, Hall also decisively cut off the perception that Ms. Kelly finally discovered, and without hesitation, detonated the killing attack that was originally just targeting Hall alone, turning it into a group attack.

So, although Alan and the others have solved the problem of being peeped before, they have also lost their traces of each other, and the two sides once again stood on a relatively equal position.

However, this does not mean that they are helpless and can only wait for the other party to take action and then passively counterattack.

This is not their style. Only when a thousand days of thieves can there be no reason to defend against thieves for thousands of days. Suppressing danger in the cradle is their favorite thing to do.

It was okay when they didn't find each other before, so they could only attack passively.

However, after the opponent takes action, the rules of the game have changed.

They decide when the game starts, and the executive department decides when the game ends.

"It's interesting." Renard grinned, with a very rare seriousness in his eyes.

"This golden eagle is not a simple existence that was tamed by the Druids, nor is it a mysterious partner of the devil by contract."

"The other party used a more wonderful technique."

Hearing this, Allen couldn't help but show a strange expression. After all, such a narrative made him easily think of some things he had encountered.

The invisible perception spreads out like flowing water, flowing quietly around the golden eagle, from the outside to the inside, from the outside to the inside.

Previously, Allen was worried that the situation of the Golden Eagle using his spiritual sense would cause Renard to detect inaccurately, so he was not sure what the Golden Eagle was like.

Now, after seeing the extremely strange smile on Renard's face and realizing that Renard had no intention of stopping it, he couldn't wait to verify his guess.

Alan sat in the passenger seat, holding a knife in his arms, and his expression on his face changed constantly, which was extremely exciting.

"Does the extraordinary people nowadays like to play this kind of taboo operation?"

Alan expressed his feelings with a toothache on his face.

While taking out all kinds of extraordinary materials from his space magic tool, Renard turned his head and admired the interesting scenes that he could not see normally.

"Yes, I also think they are crazy, why should they give up a bright future and choose such a path."

Renard said in a heavy tone.

After all, as a necromancer who specializes in the soul and flesh of elf, he can clearly sense that the strange soul aura in the body of the golden eagle is far from old and decadent. On the contrary, it exudes a vigorous breath of life.

In other words, the druid who divided part of his soul into the body of the golden eagle in front of him must not be the one who died in the veteran. According to Renard's guess, he should be around thirty-five years old.

"Okay, we can't control why the other party did this."

"Now, catching them is the most important thing to do right now."

Renard cheered up, looked at the extraordinary materials that had been placed in front of him, and after a careful look, he began to think about what spells to achieve the best effect.

At this time, Allen's facial muscles, which had some convulsions, returned to normal, and his mood became calmer, and he was no longer surprised by this incident.

After sensing that Renard had begun to prepare to follow the clues through the golden eagle who had "successfully" he had also begun to adjust his mood.

Although, even if Allen doesn't build up momentum, his combat power composed of expertise, skills and attributes is enough to be in the silver.

However, if we can build up momentum, Allen will not refuse. Starting to enlarge is the romance of the warrior.

A clear sword was meditated in his heart, cutting all the mixed thoughts, and Alan's breath became long and soothing again, and he fell into a wonderful situation.
Chapter completed!